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         D          G            D
You may talk of the ringer from Queensland,
                                A
The big shearing gun from the west,

They are men who have proven their value,
E7                             A7
Whenever they're put to the test,
       D         G            D
But if you ever looked to the mountains,
                                        E
And the south where it snows and it rains,
          A                             
Have you thought of the men from the Snowy,
                                   D
And the cattlemen from the high plains.


          G          
From the high plains away above Dargo
        D                        B7
In the alps where the snow daisy grows.
           E                         
Where the wild mountain herds are grazin'
                                    A7
Beneath the shadow of mountains of snow,
          D          G           D
Where the cattlemen search every cranny,
                                   E
When they muster at each summer's end,
          A                  
In their rain batter hats and their oil skins,
                                        D
From the high plains, come real cattlemen,

[Chorus]
           G
They're a part of Australia's history,
      D                    B7
Their heritage all be the same,
 A7            
If nobody cares what is happening,
                                D
To the cattlemen from the high plains.

[Intrumental]
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       D        G              D
After one fifty years they can take it,
                                     A7
All the hardship the mountains can give,

They hand onto each generation,
       E7                         A7
Their caring, their live and let live,
         D              G              D
All the steep mountain tracks and the gullies,
                                      E7
Which one knows like the palm of his hand,
            A7
There's no room here for too many new chums
                             D
In the mountain cattleman's land.


      G                     
So I guess that you'll never believe me,
         D                             B7
When you hear what they're plannin' to do,
         E                             
Down in town, mate, they're writin' the law now,
                                       A7
That the man from the high plains must go,
          D              G            D
Take his herds from the mountains and ridges,
                                      E7
Leave the land where his forefathers reigned,
           A 
With the sweep of the pen they want to write out,
                                D
The cattlemen from the high plains,

[Chorus]
           G
They're a part of Australia's history,
      D                    B7
Their heritage all be the same,
 A7            
If nobody cares what is happening,
                                D
To the cattlemen from the high plains.

[tag]
        A7
Just a bit more freedom goes with them,

The cattlemen from the high...

[Outro]
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...plains.